“Wait, is this loading?” I muttered, balancing my phone on a tiny horse holder while my legs trembled like jelly. The gym was half-empty that afternoon, the air thick with sweat and the smell of…

"Wait, is this loading?" I muttered, balancing my phone on a tiny horse holder while my legs trembled like jelly. The gym was half-empty that afternoon, the air thick with sweat and the smell of...

I turn my horse around and it nearly crashes into the camera. Completely my fault. I have to log in again. Hockey?

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Oh my gosh, hockey is like ice skating, but way more intense. People say Canadians are nice until they start playing hockey. For real. Where are my Canadians at?

Okay, I think my legs are warmed up now. I’m just showing off. One out of eighty. What the hell?

Then you can jump like that. Or you can jump from here. I’m going to try. Yeah, my left side is weak.

For real. I’m just going to keep all my stuff here. This one literally looks like the girl from Silent Hill F. Nothing like my anime ouchie.

What’s the most important thing for hockey? I feel like it’s just a badass attitude. But if you guys didn’t see earlier, look at my crazy tan here and over here. Wait, should I remove this?

Maybe, because it’s sweaty now. Ew. Look at this stupid tan. I’m literally panda mode.

What? Take this. It’s from holding the selfie stick, so I got toasted on one side only and not the other. I rarely tan unless I burn.

Otherwise, I freckle slowly over time. It’s crazy. Keep working out. Oh.

Maybe I should just keep the top on. Ah, I guess it’s okay. I’ll clean it after. I’m going to do my leg.

I feel like the leg machines are pretty free, so I’m going to go there now. I’m going to carry it in my trusty water bottle holder, which is from Sunny’s. It’s actually from K-pop Demon Hunters. This one’s like the Zoe one.

Zoe back. And I have a carrot. Oh, another ouchie jaw. I love spoiling myself.

I love watching Silent Hill F gameplay, and it’s like, oh, this is exactly what happens at this part and that part. And I’m like, oh, dang, who is the main character anyway? That’s the least amount of spoiler. It feels like an earthquake.

I think I’m going to put my credit card in there. Put this here, charge my phone, bring my water bottle, bring my horse. Let me go. Wait, is this loading?

Pow pow. The power of—oh gosh. The onomatopoeia when you punch something. Pow, like any word with o.

Wait, are they called the Powerpuff Girls because they kick ass? Oh my gosh, I just realized that that was like me last year when I basically discovered that the chicken crossed the road because it died. Sorry, spoiler alert for anyone who didn’t know the punchline to that joke. Literal punchline.

Do I wear this? Little horsey for my phone. Horse phone. Oh my god.

I keep my stuff in this corner. Put a mat to assert my space. This is where I—ew, it’s so stinky. Ew, ew.

Do we try? Okay, this is my spot. My spot. Should I do shoulder maybe?

Rip chicken. Hope your arm—thank you so much. Pow wow. Wait, it’s not loading.

Rip chicken. This is like leg day for—oh, record for the progress. Wait, I guess I could do it the other way. Like this.

Oh my god, I’m getting old. Too many hiccups. I feel like this is sus. I need to pull these up a bit.

Hello, person who has really long arms. They not like us. They not like us. Who they?

They not like us. They not like us. They not like us. So this one I like doing like this.

Oh my gosh, it super hurts my arm. I don’t think it’s stable enough yet to hold it. You can actually do jump squats as well. What?

I was planning to do my pull-ups, and I feel like I could try. But I definitely can’t push up with this. I think my elbow’s going to give. Okay.

Three. Four. Five. Six.

Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven.

Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen.

Oh my. Okay, come back. Well, maybe I’ll just finish this. I don’t got that fitness.

Wait, let me in. I open this. Please load. Hydro horse.

Rip hydro horse. One. Two. Three.

Four. Five. Six. Seven.

Eight. Oh my gosh, my legs are giving in already. Eight. Nine.

Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen.

Fourteen. Fifteen. Oh god. I feel the lactic acid building up.

That used to be so easy. One. Two. One.

Five. Six. Seven. Eight.

Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve.

Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Wow.

Lord, give me. Black. So strong. Yeah.

Leg progress. Okay. I’m dying. One hundred seven.

Thanks. So strong. Oh my god. Eight.

Eight. Four there. Six. One seven.

So much pain. Eight this. Eight. Oh my god.

Oh. My legs are jello. Turning the main character energy. Beat that ass.

Beat that ass. Can I do like fifty? Last time I did fifty-seven. Citric acid.

That’s like what they put in bath bombs. It’s lactic acid. Pains wearing socks. Thank you.

I appreciate you. Feel free to share in the gym channel. As much as I can, I reply, and I’m like, let’s go, amazing progress. Oh, I can’t do it.

How? Okay. One. Two.

Three. Four. Six. Seven.

Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven.

Twelve. I’m told that if you put your feet closer, it targets your butt more. Nine. Ten.

It’s important to relax. Relaxing is a big part of fitness. Like one time, I used to work out all the time. Every single day.

I didn’t give time to rest. I didn’t actually gain as much muscle. It’s hard because a lot of the exercises I used to do used to be whole body weight. Long time.

Welcome chills. Let’s keep going. If I can do it, you can do it too. Okay.

Let’s go. Oh. Time to rebuild those muscles. I’m literally all jello.

One. Two.